The block to end all blocks?
burying the dead has become a block in my experience. i've had very little experience in dating this type of character. i want to give kumbukani a lot of time and even end the first book with something that makes the mc move out into space.
The Archaeologial Dig
"well from what i've heard, one of the archaeologists found a map buried somewhere by the pyramids, and it led to this spot.
Hey Now, You're An All-Star (Pt. 2)
The male wolf finds a clue buried under a tree root. "at least now you can't throw any more rocks at me," he says, relieved. but his guard isn't down completely. the marines find the third clue buried between two bricks.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Thirty
Vakaal cast a glance back at the hollow rings of stone half-buried in the distance sand. "they died?" "they died." father nodded.
Eye Opening
Chandler's head was buried in sal's shoulder and slowly it came up. his voice was barely a whisper as he continued. ``i thought i was over you, i thought you were out of my head. but then i heard you talking to dr.
From Me To You
Cast away the dress she once cherished, and bury the veil, for those who perished. an ethereal dance, sought for two, and the final act, from me to you.
The Infinite Sorrow: Prolouge
"those two twits let that cop catch them burying that eevee. if they ever figure out his power we would lose over 1 million dollars in research money. even worse, if they found out the experiments we did on him and the other pokemon, we would be ruined.
Underground
Silent screams now the sound, buried my child underground.
My dream in story form... Atleast I think it's a dream
"you have been in a dead for 3 hours, 6 more and you would have been buried..."
Land of Death: Lotus Flower: Prologue
buried in the snow, ice, and radiation decay of the surface. the lotus, the key to getting out of this nightmare, my salvation
How Do you Confront Hatred? Poem.
I cant accept love, it buries you in a tomb. love only brings sacrifice. thats not the life i love that could suffice! ... what about justice...? hah! as if! everyone acts acord to their own sense of justice. then could it be something we all have?
Kobold in a field (Otherwise Untitled)
Arms wrapped around her knees, the kobold buried her face into her knees. with the arrival of raindrops, it was safe to cry. none would be able to see her tears, and the dull rumble of thunder in the distance would drown out her sobs.